So cold.
I mean the weather.
I hate this period of the year. I hate it when it rains, and it wets my shoes when I go out, and when it gets so cold.
I hate it when it rains during the holidays, and I can't do outdoor activities. I can't go roller blading, I can't go swimming, and worst of all I can't go sentosa!
It literally dampens my mood, if you get what I mean.
The only time I like rain, I guess, is when I'm in a car. Not if I'm going to drive! Daddy always has a problem driving when it's raining. But when it's raining, and I'm in the car, it'd be lovely to watch the rain.
I'm still learning how to play Xiao Yu Li Ke Bai II on the piano, and I must say, Jay Chou must have extremely large hands to be able to keep playing in octaves. I can handle it, but after lots and lots of ample practice and "sour" hands, if you get what I mean.
But playing it over and over again is like, WAH LAO. Firstly it does get a little boring. Secondly, it's such a sad song! You can just get emo by playing it!
Not that I am! But repeating it over and over again, part by part, hand by hand, is kind of taking a toll on my fingers.
I don't think I've ever needed to spend so much time on a piece.
Oh, except my grade 3 piano exam pieces. Those were killer, I tell you.
After watching 1 Litre Of Tears (and crying along with whoever who cries in the show, haha), I'm struck by this thought.
If, let's say (CHOIII TOUCH WOOD) one day, you are diagnosed with a terminal disease, what would you do?
Would you have time to do all that you want to?
I would, on contrary to what I told someone, haha, do all my favourite things.
I would read, and sing, and play the piano (unless that disease reduces my movement, like the girl in the show), roller blade, play pool, play this, eat that, read this, have that.
Well, in my neng li, that is.
And I'll do all that with everyone I know. EVERYONE. From the left to the right from the front to the back (hahaha), from primary school if they remember me, from secondary school, OF COURSE FROM TP LAH.
And Trybe! VERY IMPORTANT. I'd go for as many Trybe runs and camps as I can, and help Jasmine in logistics in every camp that I can.
I'd go out with everyone I know, in church, in wherever.
Most importantly, I think I'd forgive everyone who had once hurt me, and I'd apologise to everyone whom I've hurt.
And, if it's REALLY terminal, I'd spill all my secrets. HAHA.
I'd even let Jonathan (I don't think he read my blog, but yeah), who keeps on pestering to read my diary (LIKE, NO WAY) to really read it.
It's a pretty juicy book. It's your honour if you do get to read it, cos it amounts to the trust I have in you.
So far, not even JY nor Sabrina has read it. IN FACT, only me.
When it can't get through.